I had to go to Sale this morning and on the way home I took a circuitous route through Holey Plains – as one does.
The main purpose was to check on the progress of the Rush Lily, (Sowerbaea juncea), which Duncan and I have seen in one particular locality on several occasions now. This time last year the place was amass with the flowers. When we checked last month, we could see some buds but no flowers had appeared.
I’m afraid the story today is rather similar. After searching for quite some time, I managed to find one bush with several small flowerheads at the base.
The lack of flowers is probably a result of the very dry season we are having. As I write, there is rain on the radar – here’s hoping. If we get something decent, it might be worth a trip to see if there is any improvement.
All was not lost though. On the way I found some more Golden Grevillea, (Grevillea chrysophaea), that Duncan reported seeing recently. A beautiful plant.
Nearby were some Blue Stars, (Chamaescilla corymbosa), and a nice display of Love Creeper, (Comesperma volubile). Cripes, these scientific names sure slow down the already slow typing speed somewhat!
Another interesting one was this Common Aotus, (Aotus ericoides).
This was interesting to me for the super large flower size, some were easily 20mm across. I hope I’ve got this one right. All the other indicators point to Common Aotus – rolled in leaf margins, etc – but I’m happy to be corrected here.
(Correction: Boobook, Denis and Duncan are correct – see comments. This shrub was nearly 2 metres high, had revolute leaf margins and some hairy seed pods, all features of Aotus sp. It also had trifoliate leaves, large plain yellow flowers, and on close inspection, ciliate keel petals, features of Gompholobium sp. Think I’ll go with the three voices of experience, Common Wedge Pea. Thanks good people!)
On the way out of the park, an Echidna was trundling along the track. There was a bit of serendipity here, as Denis had just posted a beaut article on Echidnas as road kill.
I missed him/her Denis! I continued on then, musing over some of the detail in Denis’s blog and began to wonder how uncomfortable the female must be with a prickly youngster in her pouch. A quick bit of research answered my question. After a time, she hides the youngster in a burrow and returns every couple of days to feed it. Obvious I suppose!
As I finish this, guess what? I can hear rain on the roof. I’d better put on some wet gear and go lift some sprinklers on the course.